Seen or not, the woodcutters are outside the door.

He stated his identity and waited for a meeting.

Are you not going to see me? Are you hiding? This garrison is so small, where can you hide?

Besides, they are not the Golden Dog. On the contrary, they are the heroes who killed the Golden Dog...

Ding Dashan took a step forward and glared at the soldier who came to report.

"This is so bad." He raised his eyebrows and shouted, "It's a great thing that these heroes who made the Golden Dog tremble in fear have come here!"

His shout brought the stunned crowd back to their senses.

Yes, although the identity of this woodcutter is a bit inappropriate, but at this time, the people who can kill the gold thieves are our own people, not to mention such a brave person.

"Open the door."

"please."

"Look at this kind of good man who makes the golden dog tremble with fear."

"Line up to welcome them."

Everyone talked and followed Ding Dashan out. The soldiers ran to convey the orders of the military leaders. In fact, they didn't need to convey the orders. When the group of people outside the castle announced their names, all the soldiers and civilians in the garrison swarmed over.

The news that Jin Gou had killed thirty people and was hiding in Kaide City, not daring to come out, had spread everywhere, but no one was quite clear about who had done it. What everyone knew was that it was a countryman who had his family destroyed and was seeking revenge.

When they saw a group of people walking in from outside the castle, everyone suddenly understood.

It turns out it was not just one person, but a group of people.

Everyone looked at the dozen or so men who walked over. They were of different shapes and ages, wearing coarse linen shoes and carrying an axe on their waist. Regardless of age, their faces were gray, as if covered with a layer of yellow earth, which made their eyebrows and eyes blurred. They were the kind of people who would be inconspicuous if thrown into the crowd.

Are these people from the same village or a group of people who have experienced the same thing and just hit it off?

They really look like country people, honest and simple, and they don’t carry spears or bows and arrows like the officers and soldiers. Did they really kill so many golden dogs?

The people hiding in the garrison didn't think much of it, but Ding Dashan, who had seen blood in battle, felt a chill in his heart when he saw the group of people approaching from afar.

bloody smell.

A strong smell of blood.

The soldiers and generals he had seen naturally all had a bloody smell on them, but if the bloody smell he was familiar with was the result of being drenched in blood on the battlefield, then these people had been soaked in a lake of blood.

No wonder the Jin people were so frightened by just an axe that they closed the door and dared not come out.

Ding Dashan calmed himself down and stepped forward.

"This is our military leader." A clever soldier introduced him.

Ding Dashan saw the group of people make way slightly.

"This is our leader," one of the men said.

Are all the woodcutters' leaders here?

Ding Dashan and the others' hearts beat rapidly again.

The army has generals, the town has government officials, the village has its chieftain, and the woodcutters naturally have their leaders.

To catch a thief, you must first catch the leader. The government has been trying to capture the leader of the woodcutters, but this leader is elusive and no one can even tell his age or appearance. All we know is that he is quite old and is respectfully called "Big Brother" by all the woodcutters.

I didn't expect that the leader would come here in person.

Ding Dashan's palms were sweating, just like the feeling he had when he was young and was summoned by his superiors for his military achievements.

I want to see you, but I don’t want to see you.

Whether you want to see each other or not, other people's footsteps will not stop.

Ding Dashan saw a burly man with graying hair and a beard standing in front of him.

"Hello." He said in a deep voice, "I'm a woodcutter. You can call me Lao Jiu."

Old Nine.

He didn't look too old, but not young either. His eyes were very wise and fierce. Ding Dashan only took a glance at him and quickly looked away.

"I, I am Ding Dashan." he said hurriedly.

Lao Jiu nodded and glanced at the generals behind Ding Dashan.

These people were also looking at him curiously, and when they saw him looking at them, they seemed inexplicably flustered.

Would you like to introduce yourself?

They thought in their hearts.

"Shall we go in and talk?" Lao Jiu spoke first.

Oh yes, let’s go in and talk. There are so many people here that we can’t talk.

Ding Dashan and his companions came to their senses and extended their hands to invite them to leave. They dispersed the crowd and walked towards the house with the woodcutters. The military leaders who were left behind looked at each other and said in a low voice, "It seems like the guests have become the hosts."

And they don't think there's anything wrong.

A person who is even afraid of the golden dog will naturally have greater power. From this perspective, it is only natural for this leader to become the master.

Strength is what matters on the battlefield.

Everyone exchanged glances and followed.

Just like the soldiers standing outside, the woodcutters did not follow in. Only Lao Jiu followed Ding Dashan and other military leaders into the room.

But soon Ding Dashan called for help again, and two soldiers rushed in to pick up the broken tables, chairs and teacups on the ground.

"Make some tea." Ding Dashan said with a red face.

Lao Jiu raised his hand to stop him.

"No thanks," he said. "Time is of the essence. Let's keep it short."

This leader speaks very straightforwardly.

Ding Dashan glanced at his companions and thought, there is no need to introduce everyone...

"Okay then." He also said straightforwardly, "To be honest with you, Laojiu, we were just talking about you guys. You guys are really amazing."

He said this with a thumbs up.

Other military leaders also echoed this.

"Yeah yeah."

"You killed so many golden dogs in just two days."

"Golden Dog is really frightened."

They said with a smile.

Lao Jiu looked indifferent and just smiled slightly.

"It's nothing," he said, waving his hands. "There's nothing to be happy about in being scared. We want them dead."

This was said in a very domineering and easy manner.

Ding Dashan and others swallowed their saliva, not knowing how to respond.

This won't do. This momentum is too weak. We are all about the same age, so why is she acting like a young girl in front of this leader?

It's so embarrassing.

General Wang coughed lightly.

"Yes, anyone can kill Jin Gou." He said calmly, "We are..."

"Then let's kill them together." Lao Jiu interrupted him and took over the conversation, patting his legs and standing up. "Tomorrow night, we will attack Kaide Mansion, catch all these golden dogs in one fell swoop, and recapture Kaide Mansion."

Are you kidding?

The whole room was filled with silence, as if even breathing had stopped.

Everyone looked at Old Nine with a dazed expression.

What were they talking about? They had just met, sat down, and exchanged less than two sentences, but how come they were talking about going to retake Kaide Prefecture?

Kaide Prefecture.

Three thousand golden soldiers.

Three thousand!

"Less than three thousand." Lao Jiu said.

Well, they killed thirty of them, how many are left?

Bah, Ding Dashan spat in his heart, is this the time for this?

Besides, what’s the difference between three thousand and two thousand six hundred or seven hundred!

"Laojiu, let's discuss this matter again..." he stammered.

"Of course we need to discuss it." Lao Jiu said, "I just knew that you all gathered here today, so I came here to discuss it with you all."

He actually found out their whereabouts, and the military leaders present couldn't help but look at each other.

Lao Jiu sat down again.

"Come, let's discuss it," he said, "to do it, or not to do it."

Brother, is this what you call negotiation? This is too casual.

Ding Dashan and others looked panic-stricken, looking at the big and powerful man sitting in front of them, as if they were seeing a bully who was trying to steal their bride.

To marry or not to marry?

You have to get married even if you don’t want to!